Me could have gun pon waist BOy dis and me kick off him face Me couldam run de place, done de place No boy couldn’t violate me could have crazy machine Shane, me coulda lock down the scheme But me … Continue reading →

When you work and til the soil Still can’t find food to boil What do you tell a hungry child, yes… When the system no create no job, weh yuh expect ghetto youths fi have Them will kill people and … Continue reading →